I headed out to met him on the way back. However Dad had given me duff instructions as to which road they were heading down so I decided to wait at the drink station in Wrinehill - at around the 38 mile point. I text Dad to tell him I would be there.
I had around half an hour wait, chatting to the cyclists as they stopped off for a drink. I then spotted Dad heading down the road.
I gave him a shout and he waved at me. Shouted again and that's when he noticed me, so he pulled in for a drink.
Had a quick chat, a drink and he had his photo taken.
and then he was back on the road again.
He was back at Michelin by 1.30 pm. It had taken him 4 hours with a 15 minute puncture repair.